Polynesia: Maupiti + Rangiroa + Moorea - October 2012
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It is the blue of the immense Pacific Ocean. An intense blue that spins the retinas and floods the head with light. Heading for Polynesia.
I discovered tiny islands, lost in the middle of the blue. Polynesia.
This "blue that hurts the eyes" to quote a journalist from Polynesia, Alex du Prel - author, among others, of the "absolute best-seller in Tahiti" (sic).
Pacific blue. We know the postcard... What's crazy is that it's really like this.
You must see it to believe it.
There is the blue of the lagoons, translucent, azure, turquoise. Rather, an infinite variation of luminous, vibrant blues. Around, there is the dark and dense blue of the ocean, which rumbles as it breaks on the coral reef.
From the sky, from the beach, from the mountains - whatever the island, whatever the color of the sky - this incredible blue of the South Seas surrounds you, always. It's just stunning...
The immense ocean
The word Oceania takes on its full meaning when you look at the blue immensity under the plane's cabin. Always this strange feeling, when approaching the small landing strips built on a bed of coral, that we are going to land in the sea...
The islands of Polynesia gave me a feeling of isolation, of fragility as I had rarely experienced. They are crumbs of archipelagos, scattered thousands of kilometers from the continents - Asia, Australia, America. With the calcareous interlacing of the reef barriers for all protection.
I come back from it. My eyes are still full of blue.
Maupiti, Rangiroa, Moorea ... I will tell you soon this new and extraordinary escapade.
But if you can't wait for me to get back to a decent publishing pace, you can already go and read, on the blog FurtherThe impressions of my tourdumondist friend, with whom I shared a part of this Polynesian stopover.
(Ah, and then, besides, I must also continue my story on Raja Ampat…)